Chapter 291 - One Night in the Green Land (2/2)

He finally understood why Luo Da and Luo Er would purposely leave a few pieces of meat behind when roasting the rest of the meat. With just a big pot, together with the mushrooms and vegetables distributed to them, they could cook a pot of piping hot meat soup. It was so much better than just eating roasted meat!

Now that they had a pot, how could they do without bowls?

Not to worry; the camp’s management had thought things out. They made some high quality clay and shaped it into clay bowls, then fired them with fire-attributed subdued beasts. You could have as many of the simple pottery bowls as you wanted!

Zhang Che even had the ridiculous thought that if everyone were stuck in this secret plane, would they form a new tribe in this green land and reproduce?

There were men and women among the beastmasters, and there were also people of black, white, yellow, and brown skin. If a few decades, or even a century, passed, perhaps they might really form a large tribe!

Another bonfire was lit. The big pot was placed over the fire, half filled with water from the stream, and covered with a wooden lid. Soon, the water was boiling.

The small pieces of meat were thrown in, followed by the mushroom. Some salt and spices were also added. When the big pot of meat soup was giving off a good aroma, vegetables were thrown in to boil for a while, and it was now ready for eating.

The timing was just right; the roasted meat at the side was also cooked.

To Zhang Che’s surprise, Luo Wenjun even took out a few bottles of alcohol from his spatial equipment.

This fellow, did he come to the secret plane for a tour?

“Hahahaha, don’t kid me, Brother Zhang! To me, alcohol is as important as life itself! My whole body doesn’t feel at ease if I don’t drink any alcohol for a day. So, for this trip I purposely brought some drinks with me. Here, try some. This is a special wine recipe passed down in my family for a thousand years! You’ll be sure to like it!” Luo Wenjun laughed out loud. He opened a bottle and poured the wine into the bowls, then raised his and emptied it.

From the instant the wine bottle was opened, Zhang Che caught a thick smell of wine assaulting his nose. Although he wasn’t someone who drank frequently, he could tell that this was definitely top grade wine!

-I’ll have a little, then. My physique is way better than ordinary people anyway. This little bit of alcohol won’t get me drunk!-

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The bonfire feast lasted for over an hour. Zhang Che and the others only separated ways and returned to his own tent to rest when the rock strata over their heads dimmed down and darkness shrouded the land.

Even though he could rest peacefully at the camp site, Zhang Che summoned the red sword nonetheless, letting it hovering silently in the air in his tent. That way, it could warn him and counterattack right away if anyone ambushed him.

At present, Zhang Che’s control over the sword had reached a level where it moved as he wished. Within a hundred meter radius, the sword would move exactly how he wanted it to, not a single millimeter off.

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After Zhang Che woke up the next morning and had breakfast with Luo Wenjun and his group, he made his intentions to bid farewell known.

Luo Wenjun didn’t find this strange. After all, although the green land seemed very peaceful on the surface, it was filled with conflicts underneath. It was only due to He Luotu’s overhanging threat that no one dared to cause any strife.

Anyone who had the goal of obtaining resources in the secret plane by risking their lives wouldn’t stay here for long.

“In that case, I’ll see you again, Brother Zhang!” Luo Wenjun cupped his fists towards Zhang Che, “I’ll be staying here for another day. I plan on leaving tomorrow. When we return to Mercury, I’ll be sure to find Brother Zhang for a drink!”

“Alright, that’s a promise!” Zhang Che nodded, smiling faintly. He mounted the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon and quickly headed out of the green land.